Several hours later.
Xia Ping left the scene of the incident and came to a desolate planet in the distance, temporarily hiding there. He took out the Zhurong Grass from his body.
Immediately, the grass emitted dense fire origin energy, as if it contained the energy of a super star. It released astonishing heat everywhere.
If he didn't have the Golden Crow of Hell Physique, anyone else would probably have been burned to ashes by the heat emitted by the Zhurong Grass.
This was like a mortal approaching the sun. It would only bring about one's own destruction and be reduced to ashes.
The energy contained within the Zhurong Grass was actually comparable to that of a real star, if not surpassing it.
"Good stuff."
Every Golden Crow of Hell cell in Xia Ping's body was trembling. Vaguely, there seemed to be a divine bird shrieking.
With his powerful divine sense, he could naturally sense that the Zhurong Grass contained dense fire origin energy. There was even a trace of divine nomological power within it. It was unfathomable.
If he consumed the Zhurong Grass, he might even be able to comprehend a trace of divine power. It could greatly increase his cultivation. It was no wonder that even the ancient saints were tempted.
Devour!
Without saying anything, Xia Ping immediately swallowed the Zhurong Grass. He wasn't a miser. He would definitely eat such a top-grade treasure if he could.
Moreover, this kind of Zhurong Grass was actually unique. It could only be cultivated with the blood of the Fire God Zhurong. Therefore, this kind of Zhurong Grass had long been extinct.
Perhaps there was only one in the entire universe. Even with the black bull's knowledge, it was impossible to cultivate the Zhurong Grass. It was even impossible to breed it.
Rumble ~
In an instant, the Zhurong Grass entered Xia Ping's dantian and was immediately burned by the solar furnace in his stomach. The impurities were quickly refined, leaving behind only the purest energy.
Immediately, the Zhurong Grass melted in his body. It seemed to turn into drops of solidified lava. It was like the blood of the Fire God Zhurong.
Vaguely, the scarlet lava seemed to contain divinity. It was unfathomable. At the same time, a huge amount of fire origin energy erupted at this moment.
The scarlet lava flowed along his limbs and bones. Countless blood vessels fused into his blood and flowed everywhere in his body.
"This!"
Xia Ping's eyes flashed with a frightening light. After devouring the Zhurong Grass, he felt that the Golden Crow of Hell bloodline in his body seemed to be growing explosively.
One hundred million, two hundred million, one billion, ten billion, a hundred billion Golden Crow cells were awakening at a crazy rate …
He sensed that a Fire God was awakening and being born in the depths of his body. An unimaginable divine power was eroding every corner of his body and every drop of blood.
At this moment, his body was instantly engulfed in flames, and wisps of astonishing flames were emitted from his 108,000 pores. It was as if the area within a radius of several thousand light-years had turned into a sea of flames.
Fortunately, Xia Ping was in the world of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Otherwise, just this phenomenon alone would be enough to attract the attention of countless living beings, and they would quickly come looking for trouble.
"This is bloodline erosion?!"
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. He discovered that this Zhurong Grass indeed contained the blood of the Fire God Zhurong. Even though the amount was small, it was indeed the blood of a deity. It was extremely great, tyrannical, tenacious, and strange.
This kind of blood contained unimaginable erosive properties. If an ordinary person consumed it, they would immediately be transformed into a descendant of Zhurong's bloodline. They would inherit Zhurong's flame power and become a natural Zhurong Body.
To an ordinary person, this was naturally a great opportunity.
However, this kind of power was a huge threat to Xia Ping, who had the Golden Crow of Hell's bloodline. This was because the Golden Crow of Hell was itself a supreme Demon God of Hell.
It was the ruler of all Demon Gods.
How could it allow this Fire God Zhurong to invade its territory and even want to erode its bloodline? This was simply a violation of the dignity of a Demon God. It was intolerable, and it would not rest until it was dead.
Roar!
At this moment, the Golden Crow of Hell in Xia Ping's body seemed to have awakened at this moment. It let out an earth-shattering roar, and a Golden Crow of Hell was slowly born, exuding a fierce aura.
With a snap, this Golden Crow of Hell was incomparably tyrannical. As soon as it appeared, it instantly swallowed the bloodline power of the Fire God Zhurong, swallowing its entire body.
Feeling such power, the Fire God Zhurong seemed to let out a shrill scream, as if it was very unwilling to give up. However, it could not resist the extremely ferocious Golden Crow of Hell.
After all, when the Golden Crow of Hell was at its peak, it was also an existence that specialized in swallowing Demon Gods. Gods were nothing to it. It had swallowed a lot of Demon Gods at its peak, let alone a trace of its bloodline.
Although the Fire God Zhurong was powerful, it could not resist.
No matter how unwilling the bloodline of the Fire God Zhurong was, it could only quietly disappear. It also knew that it was no longer the life of its era. It had long surpassed its imagination.
At the same time, the flames of the Golden Crow of Hell on its body immediately swallowed the bloodline of the Fire God Zhurong. All the divinity and impurities were burned away, leaving only the most basic flame power.
…
Another day passed.
Xia Ping finally swallowed the flame power of the Fire God Zhurong Grass and integrated it into his body. As a result, the number of Golden Crow of Hell cells in his body increased by 200 billion.
So far, he had awakened 500 billion Golden Crow of Hell cells in his body.
As a result, more than half of the bones in his body had been refined into godly bones. Dense, dark golden runes appeared on them, emitting an ancient, chaotic aura.
Moreover, there was still a part of the Zhurong Grass's energy that had not been completely swallowed. It was hidden in the deepest part of his cells, waiting for him to slowly digest and absorb it.
If he waited for the Zhurong Grass's energy to be completely swallowed, the number of Golden Crow of Hell cells that he could awaken would definitely skyrocket.
Of course, it was not only the Golden Crow of Hell bloodline in his body that had improved. At the same time, thanks to the enormous energy of the Zhurong Grass, his Magic Power had also improved tremendously.
In just a day, his Magic Power had advanced to the peak of the early Ancient Middle Stage. He was only one step away from advancing to the middle Ancient Middle Stage.
If other Saints from the middle Ancient Middle Stage saw this, they would definitely be shocked to death.
After all, after advancing to the middle Ancient Middle Stage, the time needed to accumulate Magic Power was measured in tens of thousands of years. Sometimes, it was only natural for one to advance from the early Ancient Middle Stage to the middle Ancient Middle Stage after cultivating for hundreds of millions of years.
However, because of the Zhurong Grass, he had saved a lot of effort and time in condensing Magic Power, increasing his efficiency.
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